ketchup (ketchupblood) wrote in ironman7, @ 2007-09-14 23:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | ketchupblood, prince of tennis, week 4: prompt 6 |
Prince of Tennis (Tezuka/Fuji) [week 4 - prompt 6]
Title: Wake Up
Author: ketchupblood
Rating: PG13 (for mentions of the F-word =O)
Warnings: Slash, AU
Word Count: ~300
Summary: Vampire!Tezuka wants Fuji to wake up.
Author's Notes: Note the pretty Kaname icon--because I have no vampire!Tezuka ones.
6. there's a crack in the mirror and a bloodstain on the bed -- you were a vampire, and baby, I'm the walking dead
"Fuji, wake up."
Fuji rolled over, pulling the thin covers that they always used in the summer over his head. They did very little to shield his eyes from the sun, but they were still better than nothing.
"Fuji."
Tezuka was using his commanding voice, the one he used when he actually wanted something and cared if it was done. It wasn't a voice he used often—in concordance with popular belief, Tezuka really did always talk like he was commanding armies, but contrary to those same beliefs, that wasn't his commanding voice. He didn't use that voice on the foot soldiers that would improve but not to any point that would turn the tide of battle or with the horsemen who already knew what to do but with his generals, the ones who could well turn the tide for or against them. It was also the voice he used in bed, which would probably have been a huge turn-off, but Fuji was one for eccentricities so it amused him and he thought it more endearing than demanding, though context demanded that he take this for what it was—a command to get up and not a command to flip over and let Tezuka fuck him.
And Tezuka wondered why it was so damned hard for Fuji to concentrate on battle strategies during strategy meetings.
"Five more minutes." Fuji said, since he wouldn't be allowed to stay in bed all day today. Not if Tezuka was insisting like that.
Tezuka sighed and sat on the bed, leaning over so that his body was over Fuji's and nuzzled around Fuji's shoulders until he found his neck. Then he gently bit down, breaking through the fabric of the sheet and nicking Fuji's skin.
"Oh." Fuji murmured when Tezuka pulled his teeth away. "Are you hungry?"
"Up, Fuji." Tezuka said, and Fuji obeyed.